Like a porcelain doll that you love
And you take good care of
Hold her delicately
Treat her preciously
After all it's her heart that you hold
It's the coffer's gold
The love that she gives
Knows no rancour, it forgets and forgives
But love is such a fragile thing
Like a gossamer web, a delicate wing
If you do not want to loose or break it
One thing that you must never forget
Strive to make it grow
And never let it go
To keep forever as yours and keep it whole
Doubly return and nurture it, heart and soul